Ancient Martial God

Seeing Ling Feiyu like this, the purple-haired beautiful woman and Yin Luo were very angry, but they could do nothing, after all, they had no cultivation and no backing.

"Is Senior Yu here?" Ling Feiyu said loudly.

As soon as the voice fell.

An old man in a plain robe appeared in front of everyone. Although the old man in the plain robe did not say a word, the surroundings became quiet.

Because everyone felt the pressure of suffocation.

A terrifying person...

This is a terrifying person who has reached the level of eight changes.

Six changes and eight changes seem to be only two changes, but the gap between the two is very large. Once you step into the level of eight changes, the power you have is hundreds of times more than that of seven changes.

Not to mention six changes.

"Senior Yu, you have seen that these four people are causing trouble in my Wanzu Pavilion. Some people even poisoned me. If I didn't happen to have such a poisonous antidote, I would have been poisoned to death. Please help, Senior Yu, to suppress and capture all four of them."

After Ling Feiyu finished speaking, she added, "If there are people who resist, please kill them directly."

If someone else said this, the old man surnamed Yu would definitely not bother to pay attention. After all, he is a terrifying figure of the Eight Transformations, and ordinary people are not qualified to command him.

But Ling Feiyu is different.

Her ancestors helped him.

Although he also knew that Ling Feiyu provoked this matter first, so what?

It is true that Yin Luo is the descendant of the Taiyin clan, but the Taiyin clan has long been in decline. If it were not for the founding clan, she would have died long ago.

This time, she was poisoned to death because of the impact.

Unexpectedly, she is still alive.

Being alive is not necessarily a good thing.

The Tailing clan will not let Yin Luo go, because they took the qualification to rule the spirit system from Yin Luo.

How could the later usurpers let go of the former rulers easily?

"The four of you kneel down and tie yourselves up." The old man surnamed Yu said indifferently.

Although Xiao Yun's strength is indeed very strong, to him, no matter how strong he is, he is just a third-transformation world god, and he can be killed with a casual slap.

But considering the Chu clan behind Xiao Yun and Xiao Yun's arrogance, he decided not to kill Xiao Yun first and leave Xiao Yun alive.

As for the three people.

Naturally, they were taken back and disposed of.

Just think of it as a favor to the Tailing clan.

The purple-haired beautiful woman and Yin Luo were already trembling, not because they wanted to tremble, but because they couldn't control themselves, after all, the gap in strength was too big.

The pressure of the breath brought by the terrifying person was very terrifying, and it was definitely not something they could resist.

"We didn't do anything wrong, why should we kneel down?" Xiao Yun looked at the old man surnamed Yu indifferently.

Seeing Xiao Yun say this, Ling Feiyu smiled.

If Xiao Yun knelt down, perhaps the old man surnamed Yu would not kill him, but Xiao Yun actually questioned the old man surnamed Yu in front of everyone.

Who does he think he is?

Is he a terrorist?

Only a terrorist is qualified to talk to another terrorist.

You are a three-transformation world god, what qualifications do you have to talk to a terrorist? You dare to question, aren't you looking for death?

Xiao Yun is looking for death, Ling Feiyu is naturally willing to watch Xiao Yun being beaten to death by the old man surnamed Yu.

Sure enough, the old man surnamed Yu's face sank.

The people who were watching felt the suffocating pressure, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. No one dared to say a word, for fear of angering the old man surnamed Yu.

"What? Want to bully others? Think that you can control us at will after becoming a terrorist? If so, if we have a terrorist here, can we control others at will?" Xiao Yun asked in a deep voice.

"If you have a scary person as your backer, you can call someone over. Of course, you can also control other people at will." The old man surnamed Yu said with suppressed anger.

The purple-haired beautiful woman and Yin Luo looked even uglier. They could see that the old man surnamed Yu was going to kill.

"That's what you said." Xiao Yun waved his hand casually.

A figure in tattered clothes appeared out of thin air. It was an old man in sloppy clothes. The old man lowered his head and was covered by his messy hair. No one could see what he looked like.

But with the appearance of the old man, the old man surnamed Yu's face suddenly changed.

He felt oppressive.

This seemingly crazy guy is also a scary person, and his aura is obviously much stronger than his.

This guy is not an eight-transformation...

He is a nine-transformation world god.

The reason why he exudes the aura of an eight-transformation world god should be that his cultivation has declined.

The old man surnamed Yu's expression became uncertain.

As a terrifying figure, he knew very well how difficult this guy was. Even if he was also an eight-transformation, he might not be his opponent if they really fought.

Ling Feiyu and others also changed their faces. They could clearly feel the terrifying oppression brought by this old man, which was not much worse than the old man surnamed Yu.

Xiao Yun actually had a terrifying figure beside him, and he came at his call.

"Old Crazy, he said that as long as I can find a terrifying figure as a backer, the people here will be at my disposal." Xiao Yun said to the old crazy.

The old crazy nodded.

The old man surnamed Yu's face changed, but he quickly recovered and squeezed out a smile to the old crazy, "I don't know what your name is."

"He is called the old crazy." Xiao Yun said indifferently.

"Old Crazy, it was just a misunderstanding just now." The old man surnamed Yu said with a smile.

He could see that this old madman was not an easy person to deal with. If he really offended him, it might bring some unnecessary trouble.

The old madman pointed at Xiao Yun, and then ignored the old man surnamed Yu.

Seeing this scene, the old man surnamed Yu was stunned at first, and then he immediately understood what the old madman meant. The old madman meant that Xiao Yun should handle it.

Obviously, he wanted to satisfy Xiao Yun.

The old man surnamed Yu's face was not very good, but he quickly restrained his ugly expression, because he knew that he had to calm down the matter, otherwise it would have a great impact.

For this auction, the four systems of the Ten Thousand Races paid a lot of price, just to attract people from all parties and then exchange information.

After all, the first to fifth layers of the sky are about to be born.

Getting more information will be more conducive to the subsequent arrangements, and the four systems of the Ten Thousand Races also want to see how many hidden characters will come through this auction, so as to infer how many hidden characters have not yet been born.

Because of this, the four systems of the Ten Thousand Races sent him to take charge.

Otherwise, this kind of auction can just send a seven-transformation world god, why let him sit here as a terrifying figure.

"Little brother, it was just a misunderstanding just now, why not just let it go." The old man surnamed Yu said to Xiao Yun with a forced smile.

"Senior, if you go to a place where people arbitrarily humiliate you, or even want to kill you. Will you just let it go?" Xiao Yun said after glancing at the old man surnamed Yu.

The old man surnamed Yu's smile froze for a moment, and he naturally heard that Xiao Yun was referring to something.